I’ve got to sleep. Sleep is my only way to escape.

I can't believe that I changed so little. I expected to look old and hollow and gray, but I guess it's only me on the inside that has shriveled and deteriorated.

Alone. The saddest word in the world.

I bet the pill is harder to get than drugs--which shows how screwed up this world really is!

I guess I'll never measure up to anyone's expectations. I surely don't measure up to what I'd like to be.

I wouldn't intentionally hurt anyone in this whole world. I wouldn't hurt them physically or emotionally, how then can people so consistently do it to me? Even my parents treat me like I'm stupid and inferior and ever short. I guess I'll never measure up to anyone's expectations. I surely don't measure up to what I'd like to be.

The voice of every kid hooked on drugs, alcohol or the occult joins the sad chorus "Not me! I didn't think it could ever happen to me. I was sure I could handle it.